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You need only answer me truthfully and you have nothing to fear. It was as if Grace-church Street, with all its shops, its magazines, and ceaseless throng of passengers, were stretched from the Middlesex to the Surrey shore. He growled in his throat and, thrusting his coat open, revealed his own buckled sword-belt. ‘I knowed he were a wrong ’un, but that. It was Ramage, the occupant of the big house at the end of the Avenue. It occurred to her that it was absurd and wrong to be so continuously thinking of one engrossing topic, and she made a strenuous effort to force her mind to other questions. She was frightfully hungry. “I’m not that beautiful.
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